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When I was young and needed my time alone |
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Jump in the pirogue, pole down the Bayou |
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Bogafalaya River was dark and cold |
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Seven years old, I couldn't find my way home |
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Old times, good times |
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Old times, good times |
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When I was twelve, I learned how to play the guitar |
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Got myself a job in a jax beer bar |
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Got myself together, went to New Orleans |
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Found myself workin' for rice and beans |
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Chorus |
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New York City was so damned cold |
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I had to get out of that town before I got old |
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California, rock and roll dream |
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Got too high and we blew our whole scene |
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But we had a good time |
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Chorus (x2) |
